Hundreds of pairs of green eyes flashed in the cave, like strange creatures floating in the sea, hungry for a long time, staring at the food that accidentally broke in.

Mu Xingqiu rushed out and immediately cast a spell to block the entrance of the cave. He had to save the demon slaves on the ground first.

The demon slaves who had just gained freedom have not recovered yet. Some hugged each other and cried, some laughed alone, some ran around, and some sat still... They were trapped in the cave for at least several months and at most decades. They were suddenly bathed in the real sunshine and sucked in the fresh air. How could they not be extremely excited?

The lifespan of the demon slaves is more than 200 years, and there is still hope ahead of them.

Chen Hao's father and bald mother were guarding the entrance of the cave. As soon as Mu Xingqiu landed, they met him. Each of them pulled an arm and tried to ask about his son's condition. Other demon slaves slowly surrounded the young Taoist priests.

Chen Hao was fine. Bald man's condition was extremely unique. Mu Xingqiu had to make up stories and let Bald man enter Pangshan with the boy from Yelin Town, practice and grow up together... He had never told so many lies, and he did not use any illusions, but Bald man's mother always couldn't hear enough and had to ask about small things.

Mr. Shen was even more unwilling to be humble. Every time Mu Xingqiu finished talking about baldness, he had to say something about Chen Hao. He heard that his son had become a magic general of the Demon Slaying Society. Mr. Shen was full of tears. In fact, he didn't understand what the Demon Slaying Society meant. He only knew that his son was still alive, ≈ and he lived a good life.

"I have seen Chen Hao's brother, too, right on the island over there..."

Mr. Shen laughed out loud, "Haha, the Shen family is still there! Haha, the Shen family is still there! Xiaoqiu, thanks to your robbery, it was good. If it weren't for you, Ershuan wouldn't have escaped. He wouldn't have become a magic general. Haha, it was good robbery. Where is Fangfang? Are you married?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, unable to make up stories about this matter, and hurriedly said, "I will take everyone to the opposite land first, and then take the others over."

"What should people in the cave do?" asked the bald mother.

"They are helpless. Didn't the officials say that the fire on the island is getting weaker and weaker, and it is getting harder to suppress the demon seeds." Mr. Shen was in a good mood and was very happy when talking about the tragic incident.

Mu Xingqiu asked more than a hundred demon slaves to stand together, and then cast a spell to take them over the strait.

As the sea water surged under his feet, the demon slaves were both amazed and frightened, and they were all tied together, as close as possible to Mu Xingqiu, especially more than a dozen people from Yelin Town, who reached out and grabbed Mu Xingqiu's arms and corners of their clothes, staring at him.

"Does Taoist priests have such skills? Can Ershuan do it?" Mr. Shen was not familiar with his son's name and was still calling him a nickname.

"Where is bald man? He has been naughty since he was a child and doesn't like to study. Can he keep up with him as a Taoist priest?" bald man's mother talked about his son's shortcomings, but she was full of expectations.

"This is a simple spell, they both know it." Mu Xingqiu no longer thought about how to make a lie after leaving Zhibubang. These people have suffered more than ten years of suffering and are qualified to enjoy a little joy, even if it is a short-term joy.

So none of the ten young men in Yelin Town died, and all of them became Taoist priests of Pangshan. They all started a career. Speaking of Daliang's wealth now, the people in Yelin Town shouted envy and admiration in unison. The town was not big, and almost every family was related to each other. Therefore, everyone's achievements are everyone's pride.

Even those demon slaves who did not know Daliang had their eyes shining. Most of them were humans, with only a few demons. They missed secular life very much and were more interested in Daliang's history of making a fortune than Taoist priests.

"It's a pity that Daliang's father..." Mr. Shen laughed several times, "Yelin Town is really a talented person. The Chen Mu family is prosperous, haha, okay."

When he arrived on the other side, Mu Xingqiu placed the demon slave on a high ground, kept a distance from the palace, and then cast a layer of illusion, reminding them not to leave. He could still feel the gaze on his back when he flew far away.

He had to meet with Yi Shijun first, then go to pick up the demon slaves and the people on the island, and finally rescue the demon slaves in the cave, and there were people from Yelin Town there. He could not tell Daliang one day that he had the chance to rescue Daliang's father, but gave up for various reasons.

The illusion of Zhibubang was completely collapsed. The illusion was not pure nothingness. Ministers, soldiers, families, houses, flowers, plants, trees, etc. had prototypes, or rough statues, or a wooden stick, a stone, and even some real humans and demons. They lived in the illusion and were also part of the illusion. When the illusion decayed, they also turned into wood and stone objects. When the illusion completely disappeared, they did not wake up.

Yi Shijun turned into the shape of an old man, standing next to the golem, with a messy fragment of ice mirror under his feet. He looked at the ocean in the south, and the waves were still rushing towards the shore. The scale was not very large, but it was in sharp contrast to the calmness of the northern ocean.

"We are trapped here and will never be able to get out." Yi Shijun said without looking back.

Mu Xingqiu fell on the ground, "Have you tried it?"

"From the beginning of my life becoming a demon of the souls, it has been only more than 2,100 years, less than 3,000 years." Yi Shijun answered the question irrelevantly.

Mu Xingqiu looked at the far deserted peninsula to the west and found that there was no obvious abnormality there, so he asked: "What have you investigated?"

Yi Shijun seemed to have never heard of it, just talking about his past. "Everything started with a piece of dragon meat. Unfortunately, there are no thrills or twists and turns here. I can eat this piece of meat because of chance. I still don't understand how that piece of dragon meat has been preserved to this day. It is dragon meat. After eating so much meat, I am very sure of it."

Mu Xingqiu's eyes pierced the waves of the South China Sea, crossing the powerful ban. For a moment, he felt that he had seen a narrow island on the edge of the ban, and even saw Yang Qingyin's figure. But the picture lasted for only a moment, and the waves on the sea suddenly rose, like a row of slowly standing giants, and then took big steps toward the coast.

The sky eyes were swept back by the huge waves. Mu Xingqiu could feel that the power of the waves was even stronger. It was indeed difficult to pass through with teleportation spells, not to mention that there were nearly 10,000 demon slaves and people who were dragging them back.

"Dragon meat has given me the ability to swallow souls and identify ancestor marks. Ah, for a thousand years, I happily ate meat and swallow souls, collecting countless memories, and the memories are my pasture. I should have eaten them all the time, not participating in any struggles, and regardless of right or wrong. But I was too curious, and the unknown always attracted me. The Taoist dictatorship was too strict, so I dared not get close to them, so I approached Zhibubang step by step."

Mu Xingqiu looked at the far desert island to the west again and found a group of islanders coming on the only few flat-bottomed boats. The sea surface was extremely calm and needed no help. The boat was real and did not disappear with the illusion.

"Here, I have peeked into the secret of the ancient god. From then on, I have an additional task on it, but this task requires a powerful Taoist priest. I dare not provoke the Taoist throne, so I have to do other small things first, spread the ancient god sect, collect demons, and cultivate more big monsters..."

Yi Shijun picked up the charred tree root in his hand and sighed deeply at it. "It's been another thousand years. Just when I was about to succeed, I realized that my mission was actually part of the illusion."

"Hmm?" Mu Xingqiu was finally a little interested when he heard this.

Yi Shijun handed the charred tree roots to Mu Xingqiu. "Look, this is the Fire Tree King, and it is also the source of power for the Three Ancestors of the Daotong, and it is also the most important magic weapon to stop the country's illusion. He told me that the divine tree will be completely burned within ten years, and you, Mu Xingqiu, will be the last person to add firewood to Daohuo."

"Don't you want me to put out the fire?" Mu Xingqiu held up the black bark in his hand. The tender branches on it had grown to five or six inches long, and the third and fourth leaves were born.

"The end is the beginning, extinguishing fire is the creation of fire." Yi Shijun sneered, "How could a divine tree ask for help from a demon? Haha, I am so arrogant. You were right at the beginning. There is no god at all. The tree only provides power. The different uses of power have differentiated the demons and Taoist dynasties, but the tree can also regain its power, which makes the Taoist demons very nervous."

"More than 130,000 years ago, when the Taoist demons fought, the tree took back the seeds of the demon clan. The Third Ancestor of the Daotong saw it and must be deeply afraid. He was afraid that one day the Daohuo would be taken back, so he tried to burn the Divine Tree. The Daohuo on the island blessed a large number of spells, but after burning for more than 100,000 years, the Divine Tree still survived. The Daotong had to ask for help from the Demon Seed."

"Call for help from the demon seed?" Mu Xingqiu was confused when he heard this.

Yi Shijun pointed to the tall demon golem beside him, "I have read the information inside. It is not accidental that a large number of demons and Taoists appeared in Wangshan. In order to communicate with the demon seeds, the ancestor Fang Xunmo had to temporarily release the demon-suppressing bell, causing the demon seeds to surge out and invade many Taoists."

The demons spent tens of thousands of years on their efforts to destroy the divine tree. Just when they came up with a solution, a war of demons broke out. Mu Xingqiu read this record in the black bark, "Has Fang Xunmo succeeded?"

"Of course, the demon seed hates the divine tree more than the Taoist dynasty. Moreover, both the Taoist and demons want to engage in a real decisive battle, not being affected by the divine tree, but relying only on their own strength, so the Taoist dynasty retreats and gives the demon seed time to recreate the body in exchange for the help of the demon seed - this demon golem."

"What is hidden in the golem?"

"A complete demon seed, coupled with the method of destroying trees that has been injected into it, but this is not enough. A Taoist priest must activate the magic spell to reignite the Dao Fire that is tens of millions of times stronger, and it can destroy the divine tree within ten years. Haha, there is a reason why the demons did not kill the third ancestor of the Taoist dynasty. They had discovered the purpose of the Dao Fire, but they did not expect it would take more than 100,000 years to use it."

"I don't want to put out the fire nor make a fire. I just want to take everyone out of Shibubang."

"Do you know? The one who entered Shibubang should have been the Shintoshi Zuo Liuying, not you." Yi Shijun sighed again, "I really can't see through him. Zuo Liuying knew nothing. He accidentally gave up the position to you, or did he have planned to push you step by step?"

Mu Xingqiu had long stopped guessing Zuo Liuying’s thoughts, but at this moment he thought of a sentence Zuo Liuying had specifically explained, “At a certain moment, Daotong will try his best to stop you, which proves that the direction you are heading may be correct. If it is unobstructed, you have to reflect on it.”

So far, except for the huge waves that have become stronger, Mu Xingqiu has not felt the direct resistance from the Taoist dynasty.

"Why must I follow the plans of the Taoist dynasty and the demon clan?" Mu Xingqiu looked at the seaside pier. The first batch of demon slaves who had traveled across the sea had already landed. They also saw Mu Xingqiu on the high ground and were waving to him happily.

"You have no other choice." Yi Shijun could no longer see hope. "After the road of destroying trees, you can have ten years of illusion and go against this road-no, there is no other way."

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